when tumblr dies i'll live under your bed and you can say out loud what you would post and i will say LIKE or REBLOG it'll be just like we're still here
(crawls on all fours with blood drenched on me) I have to do arts and crafts
I think one of the worst symptoms of bpd is the lack of emotional permanence no matter how many good and loving people you have in your life the second you are alone it feels like you were never loved and it was all just a figment of your imagination
okokok so
its been almost 2 weeks????? since me and my fp last had an actual conversation. i tried reaching out but they just ignored it and keep sending me fuckin memes and instagram posts and ignoring my message 🙃
i feel like i've already gone through the fucking 7 stages of grief with this mf and now i don't know if i care what they choose to do, so now im just wondering:
do i attempt to reach out again somehow and if so what the fuck do i say? OR do i just abandon ship and give up the entire friendship and see what happens-
FUCK sex let’s plan our double su!cide
Something awfully weird happened to me a long time ago
torture myself or torture myself? tough choice
I just wanted to feel like I was worth something
Overthinking to the point i want to vomit.
craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools
i like clingy. i like double texts. i like random calls. i like paragraphs. I love being excited to talk <3
“the ethics of vampirism” well i just really like it and think it’s cool. What about that
age regressed to the 12th century. beheaded a man in the street because I felt like it, and I wanted to
Autistic by birth. My Chemical Romance fan by the grace of God.
im doing it again. i can feel it.
i'm much too excited anytime i get a notification. and then hit with a disappointment so intense that it's crippling when i realize it's not you.
i'm starting to think that the void in my chest of wanting to be understood is never going to be actually properly filled in. just sort of painted over in an attempt to conceal the big gaping wound of a hole in the wall like how landlords do to shitty apartments.
i don't know why i choose to spend my time here. waiting for others who aren't waiting for me. hoping that in every stranger i meet, there is someone who will really get me and understand the things that go on inside my brain.
mutuals i hope you find someone who never gets tired of you
i kind of just want to post every single thought i have in my head in the hopes you'll talk to me and not think im completely lunatic because idk how to talk to you or anyone for that matter but i really want to
loving me is like watering a dead flower
i can’t wait for when chatGPT and ai image generation also crashes and each prompt cost $50 an attempt. oh you can’t get your stolen big tiddy anime ghibli art for free anymore? you want to buy real big boy art from real artists now? beg for it. beg for it like a dog.
“nothing tastes as good as skinny feels”
damn you must suck at cooking. check out some youtube tutorials man. i believe in you.
i touched grass yesterday look
tumblr let me post my pics from my walk last night challenge
i kiss you on the mouth and end my turn
there being a show called succession and a show called severance gives me the same vibes as there being a band called ween and a band called weezer
sorry for oversharing on tumblr.com do you still love me
feeling unwanted ruins my whole fucking day